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the fuck out of the house" and I let the dripping woman crawl down off the wood floor, her hairy cunt giving way to the gleaming pink lips of the Black Beauty. They collapsed beside my still partially open body, her crotch against my groin. I pressed my bare hand to the soft skin, and touched my way down to her shaved mound. My thumb stroked up the smoothness of the vulva, and I saw her hand wiggle out from the firm folds of her womanhood. I smiled, felt a tingle run through me, and lightly licked up one side of her vulva to the hard pink bulb of her clit. I saw the girl's head roll back, her eyes plead with me to please fuck her. I lifted her head to my mouth and suckled away at the sweet smelling flower until she came, moaning her pleasure as she climaxed. I went down between her legs and smelled the girl's come as I gently licked the base of her vulva. Then I started to lick the mound beneath her vulva, using my tongue to part her lips, and taste her wetness. She was crying out to me, pleading with me to eat her, to touch her. I pushed my way between her lips, prodded with my fingers and plunged them into her warm, wet cunt. The girl licked her own juices off of my fingers, and soon she was sitting up, her back against my chest. The tension was killing me, but this proved to be tolerable, and I was content to stay between her legs. When the girl relaxed after her orgasm, I stood and turned her to face me again. The tension was wearing off a little, but still killed it in my limbs. Looking into the girl's deep blue eyes, I took her head between my own hands and kissed her deep, sweet lips.

Lifting her head from my mouth, I placed a gentle kiss on the girl's forehead, letting the girl hear my thoughts. I kissed her for what seemed forever, but ended the kiss when I noticed the girl had stopped moving. I took a shower once the girl calmed down, and went to bed right afterwards. The next morning, I went to the girl's room and opened the door. It was full of flowers and red tulips, and I had to draw the curtains. The girl was standing outside, still crying. I held her until she calmed down, then did the same with the boy. I went to the drawers of the desk and took away her dress. Once she was dressed, I went to the hall closet and opened the drawers. The chest at the end of the hallway was full of rubber bucks, and I had to draw the fabric down to her knees. She was wearing her proper uniform, but it showed her covered in pussy cream and her lipstick was almost dark red. I walked to the front of the desk and opened the drawer near the girl. I saw the girl kneel at the waist with her head down, not knowing where the belt was coming from. I put the belt back on the shelf, then pushed the skirt up around her waist. My left hand caressed her belly, then my right hand kneaded the silky stockings. The girl's nipples hardened even further as she felt my fingers twisting the silky muslin. I brought out two more straps and the girl's legs were crossed, her legs crossed tightly over her body.

The rubber bucks were stiff and furry and the tendons in her thighs and belly made the thin belt buckle. I could tell she was wearing for herself, she was so incredibly beautiful. She was all tanned and her dark hair had been pulled up in small braid extensions above her head. The red tulle just made her look so much sexier. I walked slowly, trailing my fingertips over her perfectly rounded butt. Each step bringing a smile to the face of the girl I was tormenting. The butt plug was almost a black box, made of plastic and velvet. Its sole purpose was to stop sex from a girl. Each time I brushed it over the red flush, there was more of it, more of the plug, the more I brushed. I didn't want to, but I couldn't stop the light from entering the girl's mind. She was so wet she couldn't help contracting a trembling in her sex, her legs were crossed and she was clutching the waist chain in her sex. I stopped, opened the mouth of the chest again and ran my tongue over her dampness. She gasped, her legs closed on my tongue, and I knew she was near her climax. I took my hand away from her pussy and made her stand up. She turned, her pink lips showed her arousal as she held my head in her pussy. I placed her face down into the cushion of the wooden floor, and told her to clean her mess off her hands..

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